Posts Tagged: shopping

A week after my drugs ran out, I left my bed to perform at the college, deciding at the last minute to skip both the doughnut toss and the march of the headless plush toys. Instead, I just heated up a skillet of plastic soldiers, poured a milkshake over my head and called it a night.

You Know You Want One, but you don’t quite know which one. Which phone, which car, which boyfriend, which jacket or sunglasses, which facelift or which political party. The good thing is, you can buy all of these, and you will pretty much get what you pay for. No doubt, we will see you out there, heading for the shop, along with everyone else. Fucking nuts.